Luyện nghe bài hát Your Wild Years

Long for the words hearts and wings
Something when you miss everything
You your head against the window pane
Feet on the dash through the steady
I drove you home you slept in the front seat
After a show at the Pony
Watch you awake so god damn
Over the Whitman Bridge back to Philly

I toss and turn at four in the
Petrified of our future's going
'Cause you're the kind of girl that deserves the
I'm the kind of guy that promises the world
So I fix a drink nice and in the kitchen
Something quick that'll my conscience
Creep back to bed and I kiss your
everything is fine and it's all in my head

A little in your blood
A little Polish in name
A little Boston in your
the way you were raised
A little Irish in your
A Polish in your name
A little in your attitude
Just the way you raised
the way you were raised
Just the way you raised
Just the way you were
Just the way you were

We drove up to Massachusetts
Your old house was like you remember
We stayed in your room
Rummaged the boxes labeled "former you"
The souvenirs of happiness in the
Your years that you often mention
The sands of in an hourglass
That always begging for back
I got in the afternoon with your father in the living room
As the television broke the
You smiled, know that I was the best that I can do

A little Irish in your
A little Polish in your
A Boston in your attitude
Just the way you raised
A Irish in your blood
A little Polish in your
A little Boston in your
Just the way you were
Just the way you were
Just the way you raised
Just the way you raised
Just the way you raised